For a band that's perpetually on the road, Wilco has always seemed very domesticated. Maybe it's the way founder Jeff Tweedy acts like a temperamental patriarch, alternately adopting musicians (guitarist Nels Cline) or disowning them (the late Jay Bennett) from his Chicago-based "family." Tweedy's knack for turning the most mundane images — the overflowing ashtray of "Shot in the Arm" or forlornly glowing ATM of "Ashes of American Flags" — into melancholic poetry certainly doesn't hurt. Wilco's music has also significantly settled down over the years, charting an arc from the post–Uncle Tupelo riverboat... More >>>